"Broken Children"

I say I want to counsel adults.
Not children.
Not teens.
Just adults.
Yet the truth of the matter is
I will always counsel children, too.
The children who were once happy…
The children who were once innocent…
The children who once laughed and smiled…

The children who got hurt at some point.

Those children who were no longer happy…
Those children who were still innocent…
Those children who lost their laughter and smiles…
Those children...
Forced to die
Before their time to go.
Those children...
Who became adults.

So much of who a person is
Is based upon who they were.
It’s hard to admit it
And some often ignore it.
Some repress it,
Forgetting the injustices;
Some forget the names they were called;
Forgetting the scars…
Forgetting the tears…
Forgetting the wounds.
Forgetting the shame.
Some give in.
Some internalize their punishments,
Forever punishing themselves…
Believing they are, indeed, "no good."
Some eventually take an eternal vacation
All because someone else’s heart went on vacation.

Yes, I will always counsel those broken children.

By. Holly H.